At 21 weeks pregnant, Elara's condition was pretty obvious. She spent most of her days planning things for the baby and spending time with Allegra since she was no longer allowed to work because of her pregnancy.
At the moment she and Zarkon were laying in bed together one late night. Elara was lying on her side while facing him and he had his arm around her protectively.
They were talking about nursery plans until Elara suddenly let out a gasp of surprise.
"What's wrong? Are you alright?!" He asked frantically.
"I'm ok. Our baby kicked me." She chuckled, feeling another harsh kick.
"Really?" He gasped
"Yes." She said and took his hand and placed it on her belly.
For a few moments he didn't feel anything until he was about to take his hand off when the baby kicked his palm fairly hard.
He snatched his hand back in shock but smiled soon after.
"They have their mother's attitude." He chuckled and kissed her forehead.
"And their father's strength." She purred.
These two are more than happy to finally be welcoming a biological child of their own soon. That night they snuggled up together since next week they'd be finding out the gender of the baby.
